He squirted a bunch of lotion straight from the bottle onto each one of my ass cheeks. He started spreading it slowly and carefully. He spread the lot...on to each crevice of my ass. When it was all spread he started lightly massaging; squeezing each cheek with open palms. He started massaging more deeply. I didn’t object. He split my cheeks apart and pushed my thong in between them, and then squished them back to each other.“Um Carly, should I keep massaging you” He askedI didn’t know how to. I, of course, sent her an email saying she had nothing to worry about because there were probably a thousand guys already dreaming about her every night.Again I must mention a difference between women and men. If a young man is told, “There must be a thousand women dreaming about having sex with you every night,” his response would be, “Outstanding! Line them up and get me three dozen oysters!” A young woman, on the other hand, feels good about it, is happy that so many men are interested in. Then I got more lotion on my hands and rubbed it into the length of one leg, slowing to a brief caress as the stuff soaked in, and then I wet my hands and finished the other leg in the same way. Then I wet my hands again and watched her relaxed face and closed eyes as I caressed the swells of her breasts again, slowly. She kept her eyes closed sleepily. With both hands I stroked her breasts lightly, top to bottom, and searched her face. She made no move. Keeping my eyes on her face, I covered. Tossing another robe to him, she continued, “Make yourself decent for our company if you would.”“Nag, nag, nag,” Dave griped playfully.Once they were dressed, Maddie slid open the door.“Nimue! Come in!”“Hello, Maddie. I must say, you look positively radiant this evening.”Maddie blushed at this. “Oh… um…”“Oh, don’t be embarrassed!” Nimue said with a grin. “I do hope he took wonderful care of you.”“He… always does,” Maddie admitted.“Good evening, Dave,” Nimue said, stepping into the.